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Dec. 18th, 2010 02:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI woke up to find another half eaten, dead mouse today. Dnw mice coming in my house. /o\
Over the last week I've helped make pans of brownies, ginger biscuits and chocolate cake. Sadly all of which contained so much sugar, chocolate, syrup etc that eating them would have put a huge dent in my calorie allowance. But I did lick the spoon for the brownie mix. I'm not made of stone, people.
The last week has been a haze of shopping and cooking and going out and doing stuff. Today James and Corey are at a bag pack with the scouts so I'm taking some online time to try and catch up. I was going to have a pj day but my neighbour knocked and when I answered the door said sorry for waking me. As I'd been up at least four hours at that point I thought I'd better pull a brush through my hair at least. Then went on and got dressed. Still, I've watched the Christmas Leverage episode, caught up on Supernatural and am at skip ridiculous number on my flist. Talking of which.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
romanticalgirl has been writing December ficlets and she's posted the one for me. It's Frank/Mikey roomie fic and it's just perfect ♥
Sadly my own vow to finish my two main WIPs by the end of the year isn't going to happen. I still have faint hope for one but even that depends on actually getting time to write. I'm close to the end, at least that's what I keep telling myself. Then I look at the scenes left to write and sigh tragically
But what isn't tragic.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
no_tags is running again!
Also,
And now I go back to dust storms and a grumpy mechanic who's finding out when people say the KJs are close, they mean close.
Over the last week I've helped make pans of brownies, ginger biscuits and chocolate cake. Sadly all of which contained so much sugar, chocolate, syrup etc that eating them would have put a huge dent in my calorie allowance. But I did lick the spoon for the brownie mix. I'm not made of stone, people.
The last week has been a haze of shopping and cooking and going out and doing stuff. Today James and Corey are at a bag pack with the scouts so I'm taking some online time to try and catch up. I was going to have a pj day but my neighbour knocked and when I answered the door said sorry for waking me. As I'd been up at least four hours at that point I thought I'd better pull a brush through my hair at least. Then went on and got dressed. Still, I've watched the Christmas Leverage episode, caught up on Supernatural and am at skip ridiculous number on my flist. Talking of which.
romanticalgirl has been writing December ficlets and she's posted the one for me. It's Frank/Mikey roomie fic and it's just perfect ♥Sadly my own vow to finish my two main WIPs by the end of the year isn't going to happen. I still have faint hope for one but even that depends on actually getting time to write. I'm close to the end, at least that's what I keep telling myself. Then I look at the scenes left to write and sigh tragically
But what isn't tragic.
no_tags is running again!Also,
And now I go back to dust storms and a grumpy mechanic who's finding out when people say the KJs are close, they mean close.
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Date: 2010-12-18 02:50 pm (UTC)but look at those defined shoulders. mikeyway, how...do you do what you do? turn from superdork to lesbian to superhot?
me finishing my WIPs isn't gonna happen either. i thought i'd write at home but now i want to save macbook battery so i'm on the desktop and well. not gonna write here. and don't want to write solely on paper. meh. let's sigh tragically together?
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Date: 2010-12-18 02:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-18 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-18 03:02 pm (UTC)*sighs with you*
The holiday season is awesome, but also gets in the way often. Has that device that beams stories from your head onto a page been invented yet?
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Date: 2010-12-18 03:10 pm (UTC)that! would be an awesome invention. we should invest our time in...well, inventing it. or train a monkey...
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Date: 2010-12-18 03:16 pm (UTC)Se, you say train a monkey and somehow that turns to Pete/Mikey fic in my head. Like, Pete is this amazing inventor and Mikey is a monkey trainer and it would be an epic My Monkey Romance.
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Date: 2010-12-18 04:21 pm (UTC)because mikey...as a monkey trainer? admittedly, i'd have thought pete would be the monkey trainer, but mikey? would be epic. he'd stare at the monkey. and the monkey would stare back. and after 10 minutes mikey would raise an eyebrow. and then the monkey would do whatever he told him to! because it is MIKEY. and his EYEBROWS
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Date: 2010-12-18 05:59 pm (UTC)On the other end of the line there's a thud, the muffled sound of Gabe talking, and then, "I did. Isn't Mikey there yet?"
"Yes he's here," Pete says, and peers into the next room, where Mikey's still sitting, staring at Pete's monkey. "But he's not doing anything. He's just sitting there. Staring."
"Has he done the eyebrow yet?" Gabe asks, sounding unconcerned. Which makes Pete want to beat him over the head with the nearest hard object, because seriously, the eyebrow?
Pete takes a step forward, the urge to kill Gabe rising. "No. He's not doing the eyebrow. He's not moving at all. I don't even think he's fucking breathing."
"But he's watching the monkey?" Gabe asks, and Pete knows he's grinning, he can almost feel the smile over the airwaves. Which is infuriating and Pete bangs his cell against the wall. Twice.
"Are you sure he's a monkey trainer? He doesn't look like one."
"What do monkey trainers even look like?" Gabe asks, and this time he doesn't even try to hide his amusement. "Would you feel better if he had a whip? Maybe a chair to hold out?"
"Fuck off," Pete snaps, because maybe monkey trainers don't have an actual look, but he also knows they don't look like this Mikey with his tight pants, insane hair and fixed gaze. "I think he's hypnotising my monkey."
"No, he's training your monkey," Gabe says, and then, "Keep watching. He'll do the eyebrow soon."
Pete scowls at his phone and goes back to his former spot, where he can clearly see Mikey, who's still sitting in the same position, knees together, feet turned in and hands on his thighs. Also, staring unblinking, which is fucking creepy and Pete's about to enter the room when he gasps and says, "He's just done the eyebrow."
Pete's eyes are wide and he keeps staring as Mikey raised one perfect eyebrow for all of a few seconds, and then says, "Start inventing."
Immediately Pete's monkey stands and jumps to the table, a pen held in one hairy hand.
Which is when Mikey looks up at Pete and grins, and Pete's heart flutters and he says to Gabe, "I think I've just fallen in love."
Pete can still hear Gabe laughing when he hangs up the call.
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:28 pm (UTC)I love Gabe. MIKEY DOES THE EYEBROW THING. Pete is in love. clearly.
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Date: 2010-12-18 09:12 pm (UTC)I like to think Gabe is matchmaking on the side. With the aid of a monkey.
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:28 pm (UTC)THE EYEBROW. Of COURSE Pete is in love.
♥
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-18 08:30 pm (UTC)You would not have even known about this fic if I hadn't told you when I found it. :P
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:31 pm (UTC)Plus, our comments are identical. and i did pete and you did mikey. clearly the universe is aligning in mysterious ways...
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:36 pm (UTC)What if I need it?
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:37 pm (UTC)*snickers* uh huh.... you need it to go write fic
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:40 pm (UTC)Seriously Terri, so so sorry. I can't take her anywhere.
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Date: 2010-12-18 08:41 pm (UTC)I'm sorry Terri, you just can't let her have the last word, or things just go wrong
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Date: 2010-12-18 09:10 pm (UTC)<3
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